Quotes About Devotion

God didn't create us to give us our every whim and wish, but rather, to bring us to the position where we will want to do whatever God desires. He created us for himself.

So I began to meditate on Scripture the way he taught me. That is, I wouldn't just read the Bible—I would ask questions. "Lord God, what are You saying to me? How do You want me to apply this to my life? What is it I'm supposed to learn, Father?" This has helped

Father God, keep my mind and heart fixed on You so that I can experience the fullness of Your peace, amen.

Behavior is the substance of religion. Belief is the substance of relationship.

5Trust in the LORD with all your heart, And lean not on your own understanding; 6In all your ways acknowledge Him, And He shall bdirect your paths.

There is no substitute for a personal relationship with Jesus Christ.

An idol is anything that you value more—either by your attitude or actions—than God.

We are a Nation of peace and compassion, yet these people have and will devote every fiber of their beings to the destruction of Americans and our Country.

Despots prefer the friendship of the dog, who, unjustly mistreated and debased, still loves and serves the man who wronged him.

Our ideals, like the gods of old, are constantly demanding human sacrifices.

...if a man love the labor of any trade, apart from any question of success or fame, the gods have called him... If you recognize in yourself some such decisive taste, there is no room for hesitation: follow your bent.... soon your every thought will be engrossed in that beloved occupation.

I vow to you for eternity an infinity of kisses.

Kiss: love professed through lips.

My debt to you is countless caressing kisses.

Since I have no sweet flower to send you, I enclose my heart.

I love my love with a B... because in our teens we stayed all night at each other's house on alternate Saturdays and read aloud until four in the morning Brontë's "Jane Eyre"... (but not without weeping)!

I love my love with an M because through all one year in riding to work and back together, we carried Edna St. Vincent Millay's "Fatal Interview" in the automobile, and learned twenty-seven of the sonnets by heart. (A traffic stop is just time enough to say a sonnet if you really know it well.)

Love must be as much a light as a flame.

Love is that flame which, when it is kindled, Devours everything except the Beloved.

I chose you... Don't ever think I fell for you, or fell over you. I didn't fall in love, I rose in it.

He that truly Loves, dwells not where he lives, but where he Loves, He dwelleth in Love...

Those in love are blind with open eyes.

Without respect, love cannot go far or rise high: it is an angel with but one wing.

The road of love does not know distance.